The First Step

Mr. Fluffy was different!

It made Northern's widened eyes sparkle with surprise. His mind faltered, unable to piece words together.

'What... what... wha—'

Mr. Fluffy was standing on two bipedal legs, almost like Night Terror. His white fur seemed like it was cut directly from a slab of moonlight.

They fluffed and danced with every stray pass of the wind.

The beast had an intense, fiery, and at the same time, familiar ferociousness in its eyes. Although those eyes were now starkly different than before.

It was like an abominable creature that existed only in fairytales, standing almost seven feet tall, every part of its skin coiling with metal-like muscles.

His pale eyes against the drop of his white sheen fur were striking. It—for a moment—made the beast look harmless, rather stunningly beautiful.

"Mr. Fluffy..."